After a restful night's sleep, Hera woke with the first rays of sunlight gently resting on her face as the curtains slid open automatically. She stirred slightly, the bright sunlight compelling her to open her eyes and stretch her muscles in bed. After a moment of blankly staring into space, she finally rose to wash up.
As Hera brushed her teeth and glanced up at the mirror, memories of the passionate kiss she had shared with Luke flooded her mind, causing her cheeks to flush. She wondered when she had become so daring and open to letting such moments happen, speculating whether it was the growing influence of the storyline shaping her subconscious actions.
"Either way, meddling with the female lead's fate is equivalent to R18 content," Hera reminded herself with a wry expression as she glanced at her reflection in the mirror.